Tonight's night is particularly long.
Xue Ling felt that time passed very slowly.
In fact, it is almost the fourth watch now, and there are still two or three hours before dawn.
But now in the entire inn, probably only the little Dragon Boat Festival monk in front of him was sleeping soundly.
It took Xue Ling a long time to accept Fang Bie's refreshing and surprising idea, but she couldn't help but say: "He is still a child."
Fang Bie was fine-tuning Duan Wu's future wig style. Since Duan Wu was still young, Fang Bie didn't give him any tricks like the Ji Hair style, but the simplest and most elegant double ponytail with bangs.
Of course, if you really become a Buddhist eminent person after the Dragon Boat Festival, this experience of dressing up in double ponytails may become a lifetime of shame and dark history.
But on the other hand, who would have thought that this cute girl with twin ponytails is actually a little monk of the ancient Buddha Amitabha?
The so-called great hermitage is hidden in the city. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.
"So, women's clothing should be started from an early age?" Fang Bie blurted out, then realized that he might have exposed his true thoughts, and coughed twice: "Isn't this to ensure nothing goes wrong?"
"That's right." Fang Bie pointed at the Dragon Boat Festival: "Hold the Dragon Boat Festival up and let's put it on him."
"Won't you wake him up?" Xue Ling did not move.
"No." Fang Bie said with a smile: "He will never wake up now, don't worry."
Xue Ling still didn't move.
"Then how about we discuss two things?" Fang Bie said.
"Those two things?" Xue Ling was attracted by Fang Bie.
"The first thing is, you go help Duan Wu up, and I'll try putting on a wig for him."
"As for the second thing, we will immediately go to Ningxia Heiwu and others to duel and kill them in the inn."
Xue Ling was shocked: "Why should we go to Ningxia to fight now?"
Didn’t Fang Bie emphasize how terrifying Black Nothingness is many times before?
Fang Bie smiled: "So, I know you have no objection to the first thing."
"Go and help me." Xue Ling really laughed out loud this time. She glared at Fang Bian gently, then went up and helped Duan Wu up on the bed. She saw her bald head shining brightly and Duan Wu's facial features were delicate and fair. To be honest, it was only at this time that Xue Ling realized that the Dragon Boat Festival might really be suitable for women's clothing.
Not to mention that Dragon Boat Festival has not changed his voice yet, his Adam's apple is not prominent, and he is thin and fair. It is really a seamless starting position.
Did Fang Bie have this strange and evil idea when he first saw the Dragon Boat Festival?
While Xue Ling was thinking wildly, Fang Bu went up by himself and put on the wig that he had already prepared for Duanwu Zhengzheng.
She has double ponytails, light bangs, satin-like silk hair, fair skin, and exquisite and delicate facial features.
Xue Ling looked at Duan Wu who was wearing a wig and had mixed feelings in her heart for a moment.
But a thousand words come together into one sentence.
That's really nice.
Damn it! Why do boys look so good in women's clothing?
"When Duanwu wakes up, you teach him how to dress up." Fang Bie felt very satisfied after reading it: "When Duanwu wakes up, you teach him how to dress up himself."
"There is no need to take this hair cover off for now."
Xue Ling looked at Fang Farewell.
Fang Bie smiled: "I added glue and fixing points, otherwise it would be a big joke if the Dragon Boat Festival wig falls off."
"It's guaranteed not to fall off for half a year."
"Then how can I explain it to him after he wakes up?" Xue Ling asked.
"Zhuang Sheng is obsessed with butterflies in his dream." Fang Bie said with a smile, "Ask Duanwu, whether he dreamed and became relieved, or whether relieved dreamed and became him."
"Of course, it is more likely that when he wakes up, he will lose most of his memory."
"As long as you can gain his trust."
"He believes whatever you say."
"Come on, my snake lady, I'll leave this gourd baby to you."
Xue Ling was filled with grief and anger, but for a moment, she couldn't say a word.
Well, Dragon Boat Festival women's clothing.
It seems really good-looking.
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"Then what happens after revenge?" Ning Xia asked quietly.
Candlelight drifted on the windowsill, and moonlight fell outside the window.
Ning Xia quietly asked Hei Wu on the bed.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and she never thought that meeting would be like this.
"I have no future." Heiwu said.
"Once you practice Black Sky Demonic Kung Fu, there will be no future."
He actually knows his situation better than many others.
"Is there a way to go back?" Ning Xia continued to ask.
"Can the water be collected?" Hei Wufei asked.
Ning Xia could only remain silent, and then let out a long sigh.
"How long has it been since we last met?" she asked.
"I forgot." Hei Wu shook his head and said, "You know, after practicing this skill, your memory will become worse and worse, and people will become more and more stupid."
"I can only remember the most important things, such as who my enemy is, and what is the thing I should not forget the most."
"Other things, like how many pieces of bread do you have to eat in total, who's going to remember those things?"
Ning Xia looked at the man on the bed: "When I return to the Western Regions, will I take you back?"
"It's okay." Heiwu looked at the ceiling: "I can't remember the road, and I can't recognize the road, you know."
"But why do you want to come to the Central Plains?"
"The people in the Central Plains are very bad. I don't like them."
"My senior brother was killed in the Central Plains. My master was very angry and wanted to come to take revenge." Ning Xia said quietly and nonchalantly: "I persuaded the master and came here on his behalf."
"Your master?" Hei Wu was stunned.
"Sad old man." Ning Xia said.
"That old man." Hei Wu thought about it: "Did he take you away? I see."
"How has he treated you over the years? If it's not good, I can help you kill him when I go back."
"There aren't many things I can remember. If you think it's important, then I'll remember it."
"It's not good, it's not bad either." Ning Xia said, "At least he treats me as his disciple. Although he is not very good at teaching his disciples, his martial arts is pretty good."
"He saved my life, so there is no need to kill him."
"Okay." Hei Wu said the word "good" quietly, and then looked at Ning Xia, his brown eyes were cold: "Who killed your senior brother?"
"When I recover from my injury, we will kill him and return to the Western Region."
"I don't know." Ning Xia shook her head and said, "It is said to be a little beggar named Gouzazhong, but I suspect that this is not his true identity. The one who can kill Ning Huaiyuan is either a good one among the third-grade warriors, or A second-grade strong man appears out of nowhere, which makes me feel very uneasy."
"Then let me give you an idea." Heiwu said quietly.
Ning Xia never thought in her life that she would be so degenerate that one day she would be hacked and have no idea.
"Tell me." Ning Xia said.
A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor.
"In the Central Plains, there is an organization called Hive." Hei Wu said.
